Fitz really likes working on Phil Coulson's movie. The first weeks had been a bit hard because he had to adjust to a new country, a new climate, a new work environment and basically a whole new world. He's never been an adventurer so quitting his job to work in the movie industry is without a doubt the biggest thing he's ever done. And he's proud of himself because he has managed to adjust quite well. Phil is really happy with his work and they actually get along very well. He keeps coming to Fitz with crazy ideas and most of the time, Fitz is not only capable of making them a reality but he is able to put a few of his own ideas into it as well. He is praised by the technical crew and actors alike because most of his creations make their work funnier if not easier. And for him, it's so much more challenging and fulfilling than to work on minor designs like he did in his previous job.

The only thing that remains complicated is sleeping. After almost a month, he still isn't able to find sleep most nights. But even though it still makes some mornings quite difficult, he's come to appreciate his sleepless nights a lot more than he thought himself capable of. And of course, Jemma has a lot to do with that. That night, when he gets down to the lobby, he feels giddy and strangely nervous. They've spent a few nights watching TV and having passionate conversations together and tonight should be no different. Except that this time, they have agreed on it, which means that she deliberately wants to spend time with him. It shouldn't surprise him since nothing forced her to spend a whole night watching Doctor Who or cuddle under the stars with him but it still does because somehow, he cannot believe that such a great person would want to spend time with him. He should just enjoy the nice moments spent with her but even though she seems perfectly sincere, he just cannot help wondering if she really appreciates their moments together as much as he does. Also, the whole cuddle part probably has a role in making him nervous too, especially since it felt so nice. He's never had such a good female friend and he doesn't know if this how things normally work.

When he gets down to the lobby, he stops by the vending machine and buys a few snacks. Jemma said she would bring the drinks so he doesn't want to come empty handed. He can hear the TV from where he stands so he supposes that Jemma is already there. As he's about to try and startle her like she did with him a few times, he realizes that's it's not her watching TV. From what they're watching, they're probably german. He's never seen them so they must be new and not yet adjusted to the time difference, so just like he and Jemma did when they couldn't sleep, they probably went for the TV and settled on a german channel. The TV is not his and even though it's the middle of the night, it was bound to happen at some point, but still he can't help the childish reaction of wanting to tell them that he should have priority, having been here the longest!

Once he manages to fight back his first impulse, he thinks of Jemma. Since the german couple doesn't look like they're going to leave anytime soon, they're gonna have to cancel their plans and it disappoints him even more than he thought it would. But when he starts looking for a way to tell her, he realizes he has none. He doesn't have her phone number since during the day, he always knows where she is anyway and he doesn't know her room number either. As he's contemplating asking reception for it, he hears the elevator doors opening and when he turns his head, he is met with the sight of a beaming and quite stunning Jemma.

She's wearing casual clothes like she always is when they come across each other at night but there's something slightly different about her. She looks like she's still wearing a little make-up and her wavy hair is more disciplined that it usually is when gathered in the messy bun she wears most of the time. If he didn't know any better, he'd say she put an extra effort in getting ready to go meet him. He did take an extra minute deciding which t-shirt to wear but it was just nerves and Jemma isn't like that.

As she gets out of the elevator and makes her way to Fitz who is already waiting for her, Jemma sees him staring for a few seconds. She knew she shouldn't have put make up on after her shower, it must look weird and she doesn't even know why she did it. The last nights they spent together watching TV, she was all pale from the lack of sleep and her hair was a big mess on top of her head and it didn't bother her. But somehow, knowing for sure that she would meet Fitz tonight made her a little nervous and even though, it obviously wasn't a date, she wanted to look pretty. When she gets closer to him, she is lost in thoughts and without really thinking, she gives him a quick peck on the cheek as a greeting, which startles him. She never did that before but she's seing him for the first time that day so it should be okay to do that, especially since they spent a good part of the previous night kind of cuddled in each other's arms. But his blushing makes her blush and she starts stuttering.

"Oh sorry, I'm sorry, didn't mean to ... I mean I do that with all my friends, didn't want to make you uncomfortable or ..."

"Jemma stop!" He says, interrupting her with a small grin. "That's perfectly alright, wasn't expecting it, is all. I know I'm a bit awkward when it comes to physical contact but I didn't mind you falling asleep on my shoulder, I should be okay with a kiss on the cheek, really!" He adds, gently nudging her on the shoulder.

"Yeah?" She says with a small smile.

"Yeah, that was sweet. And at least, you didn't drool on my shoulder this time." He says grinning wider.

"Hey! I don't drool!" She says punching him on the shoulder.

"Ouch! Well I see you don't have seconds thoughts when it comes to hitting me." He says, massaging his arm and it's her time grinning at him.

"Well, shall we go watch Doctor Who? I didn't come down to fight with you." She says while starting to walk towards the TV.

"Nope, not tonight I fear. There's a couple watching TV and they don't look like they plan on leaving anytime soon. So unless you wanna fight them, and I know you could, we'll have to wait another week for Doctor Who night." He says with a big sigh.

"Well thank you for your trust in my combat skills but according to Melinda May, I'm still way too slow." She says with a smirk. "And anyway, I have a better option." She adds after a moment's hesitation.

"Oh?"

"We could watch it in my room." She says with a tentative smile.

"You mean on your computer or something?" He asks, a little confused.

"No, I mean on the big screen TV in my room."

"What? Why ... I mean you have a TV in your room?"

"Yep!"

"So why do you come down here to watch TV?" He asks, looking even more confused which makes her smile.

"To spend time with you, Fitz! Well not at first of course. The first time I just wanted to get some fresh air and stretch my legs. I got absorbed by the TV and then you came in. I had fun watching TV and talking with you so when I couldn't sleep again, I thought it would be more fun being with you here than all alone in my room." She says and he blushes adorably.

"So why didn't we go to your room from the beginning?" He asks innocently but starts blushing even more when she raises an eyebrow and looks shocked. "No, I don't mean, not like that, to watch ... you know perfectly well what I mean and you're making fun of me, right?" He says, rolling his eyes.

"Yes, sorry, you're such a good victim! But I couldn't invite you in my room like that. I've known you for only two weeks, it would have been kind of weird don't you think? And you could be dangerous, you could be a serial killer or something for all I know." She says, grinning.

"Says the woman who took me to the desert in the middle of the night." He says, grinning back.

"Exactly! And you didn't act like a psychopath so I guess I'm safe with you and I can now let you in my room."

"And even if I was a serial killer, I wouldn't kill you. You're the lead actress, if I did, I wouldn't get paid." He says, grinning and she rolls her eyes at him.

"I'm so touched! So do you wanna come watch TV in my room or not?"

"Of course I want to!" He says, his smile getting warmer as she laces her arm through his and they start walking back to the elevator.

"You know, I think it's the first time someone ever thought I could be dangerous!" He says and she rolls her eyes fondly at how proud that seems to make him.

"Wow, now I know why you chose acting over science!" He exclaims as they get inside her room a minute later.

"Yeah, it's kind of cosy I guess." She says with a small smile.

"Cosy? It's bigger than the house I grew up in. What did you do to get such a room?" He says as he plops down on a big armchair next to the window. "And with a view nonetheless!"

"I'm the lead actress Fitz, I just had to be the best!" She answers grinning as she grabs the remote control to turn the TV on.

"Oh, you're kind of a diva. Aren't you? Bet you ask for your M&Ms to be sorted by color or something like that." He says grinning back.

"Oh no nothing like that, you know I don't eat junk food. But I do ask crazy stuff like some brand of tea that's supposed to be magical ..." She says, raising her eyebrow as she lies on her bed.

"Touché" He says sheepishly.

As the first episode of Doctor Who begins, their attention is drawn to the TV and they remain silent for a moment. But after a few minutes, Jemma notices how far Fitz is from her and the TV and she has to change that. She loves watching Doctor Who with him because, just like her, he never gets tired of talking about it but also because it's nice to have his physical presence next to her. It's her first time shooting away from home for so long and she misses it and her friends. She's met really nice people on set and she went for drinks with them a few times but with Fitz, even though she hasn't known him for long, it feels so simple and natural that he makes her feel at home more than anyone else. But seating a few meters away from her on the armchair, it feels like he's not even here and that's not acceptable.

"Come with me on the bed Fitz, you'll see the TV better and we can share snacks!" She says, smiling softly and when she sees him hesitating she adds: "Come on, there's room enough for five people on that bed!" he chuckles slightly at this and finally gets up to join her on the bed.

Of course it's better that way. The bed is really comfy and he can see the TV better. Being close to her is a lot nicer too, especially since she has that delicious smell of lavender on her hair that he can't help noticing. Being on her bed, they're not even as close as they were in the desert the previous night, but somehow the fact that they're alone in her room makes it more intimate and it makes him nervous again. But as the night advances, he slowly starts to relax and as they resume their conversations about the show and pretty much anything that's even remotely related to it, he doesn't even notice how they almost naturally draw slowly closer to each other.

"I still can't believe you prefer Matt Smith over David Tennant." She says after they've been silent for a few minutes.

"They're both great but I just like his character better."

"I mean I can't believe you would chose an English over a Scot, does your mom know about it? Aren't you a bit ashamed?" She says, grinning and he rolls his eyes.

"What can I say? We're obviously better at everything ... but I guess sometimes a few good things come from England."

She's about to tease him about that but when she turns to him, he's watching her with such a warm smile that it makes her heart beat a little faster for a moment. So instead, she just smiles back, blushing slightly and as she turns back to the TV, she puts her head on his shoulder. His shirt smells like fresh laundry that dried in the sun and she can't help take a big intake of breath as her smile gets wider. After a few minutes, she breaks the silence again.

"I think a few good things can come from Scotland too." She says and she can feel the muscles of his jaw stretching to form a smile on his face. "I'm talking about David Tennant of course." She adds and they both chuckle. After a minute, he rests his head on hers, appreciating how perfectly they fit together.

I know it's not very believable that only Jemma would have a TV in her room but my story wouldn't really work otherwise so please bear with me :D